Long Loveurdu Poems
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Kawaali or Kawali ( A form of Singing very popular in India and Pakistan )
SAMPLE OF A KAWAALI - ONE CAN HEAR ON U TUBE http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rNYwneo08xQ&p=12E509C60B2AAEC7&playnext=1&index=70
I Can Hear your Voice In My Heart Part 1/2 ( More details on my first Blog )
By a Male Singer or a Group of Singers
The singer is trying to please his lover by these beautiful words-
Kawaali or the singing starts from here:
01
'I can hear the voices of your appearance,
On the musical strings of my heart,
Only a touch would play its music,
Such is the fascination of your art'.
01
Reply By a Female Singer or a Group of Singers
The female singer is trying to reply her strange lover –
'You say that I have created music, on the strings of your heart,
But you throw your precious heart on every one, what to say of me,
And you repeat the same story, with every new face you come across,
Telling her with all the drama that only she has stolen your heart'.
02
Another plea By a Male Singer or a Group of Singers
'My heart has gone beyond the control of me,
Such is the graceful enchants of your youth,
Your movements create dazzling lightening,
You say this is just the beauty of your grace'.
02
Reply By a Female Singer or a Group of Singers
'How, when you are not in control of your heart, you say, it is only for me,
Feeling the lightening even in my movements, you sing a song in praise of me,
Your heart repeats the same story, feeling the grace and beauty in every face new,
These are only your sweet excuses, to mould a heart and to weave a story'.
03
Another plea By a Male Singer or a Group of Singers
'What you call the simplicity of your beauty,
The world is dying on it, to sacrifice anything.
It may be a beautiful Adaa* or grace for you,
But, its a thing of existence and life and death for me'.
03
By a Female Singer or a Group of Singers
'Sometimes you talk to die on my simplicity,
Sometimes you talk about the splendors of my beauty,
Proclaiming to die on my splendors and simplicity,
You wish to encroach, even in my dreams, O stranger'.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 9th October 2010 to be concluded in part II
*Adaa- a Urdu word means charm, grace, coquetry
* Husna*or Husn is a Urdu word means - beauty, elegance
As due perfect dove returns true love
When you let loose freely choose love
How long does freedom last my love
No reason to be blue forever true love
Faithful comings goings this love
No perversion strait way truth’s love
Never deceive ensues dove’s flew
Above the sky blue my new love
Fate chooses forever old is true love
Faith’s mate has grew into due love
My Love for You Remained
What torment is there greater than love so feigned?
For despite great pain, my love for you remained.
Thy passions, ignoring dreams, lust sought and claimed.
Crying, all the while, my love for you remained.
Dry promises, from your lips, enslaved my brain.
My heart clung to hope; my love for you remained.
Although thoughts void of hope endured great pain.
As joys slipped away, my love for you remained.
Secret lovers revealed that our love lie stained.
Contrived excuses, my love for you remained.
Friends told me that believing you was inane.
But without complaint, my love for you remained.
Lust, like a lion flaunting his mane… ingrained.
Wishes not yet won, my love for you remained.
Mockery, criticism and anger reigned.
Desertion came; and my love for you remained.
Adoration ended as my heart maintained.
Defeat proclaimed. But my love for you remained.
© Name withheld for the Contest
January 29, 2010
Poetic form: Ghazal
With earnest passion raindrops pummel earth and seep within her soul
I wonder if I cried for her if I could creep within her soul?
With sunlit breath the earth is burned and fire leaps beyond control,
I wonder if my breath on her could light love deep within her soul?
The gentle moon caressed her face to sweep from pole to distant pole
I wonder if I touched her so, if I could sleep within her soul?
The dewdrop tears of earth await the dawn to peep and to console
I wonder if I bowed my head if I could weep within her soul?
The seeds I’ve never tried to nourish can’t be reaped for they’re not whole;
without that tenderness I’m but a hurting heap within her soul.
My heartbeat leads me like a sheep unto a sacrificial knoll,
it’s where she shears the wool of love that I made cheap within her soul.
Oh, storms have stole all hope that I could steep myself in pitch and coal.
The ‘jinni’ spells grow weaker while love falls asleep within her soul.
There is a silk long thread sewn by my love.
at times it may just skip a notch, like love
I've hastened more than weary tales to where?
I found you in the turmoils soothing love.
Don't tilt, for if we both should reach the edge.
to heighten voices both shall shift such love.
I've stepped inside that reflect mirror phase.
Each proclaims: I am on loan from love.
The lips I seal as left were the usual brailles.
define each of the signatures leading love.
I should not phone or think whilst host of vibes.
thinks those which comes so often, doubting love.
Acts and facts may dream my rival's place
when thinking not from stepping from our love.
This quarantine is as honest as the soul
when the tranquil eye is led towards my love.
I crave the turning twist of speed, unknown,
to re-establish what was now, as love.
Try this, that whom is seen, shall not show love,
when ours alone is special, don't risk that love.
Such beauty set before these eyes, longing for closure of the desire of my
being. My skin aches for your touch, gentle and tender; desiring.
Lost as a warrior's bullet seeking a victim; lost as a comic without an audience on
opening night. My heart wants and needs like cherry red hot fire and desirer, desiring.
Your piercing eyes draw me though there is no heart beating in your hollow chest!
Exploding mines won't destroy this longing; it will follow me postmortem; dire desiring.
The bat of your lashes is stronger than a savage warrior, whose blows end a feeble
life. No tenderness; you break all lives like Medusa turns men to stone;liar, desiring.
Drifting away on solitude, alone tonight and you are cozy by the fire, full with no
regrets. A dagger penetrates deep in my lungs taking the air away; danger, desiring.
A new feeling I've never felt
You smile and my heart melts
Reasons of self unforgiven
Forever grateful for each
moment I'm given
You keep me calm with serene
composure
When times were rough you
loved harder
Forever indebted to your
driven loyalty
What I've been searching for
you complete me
True love the ultimate sacrifice
Two souls unspoken
compromise
You win I surrender
No motive pure intention
I admire your ability to remain
focused
Uninterrupted for hours
endless
I envy your self motivation
Defying all odds of self
preservation
An answered prayer cast upon
my life
To see one another through
each others eyes
I promise you forever because
I mean it
My promise only last forever if
you keep it
I would be honored to become
one with you
To know you to hold you
because I love you.
My first-ever, worst-ever crush who made me blush was an altar boy
Golden blonde hair and a face so fair graced the frame of my altar boy
And not in the least, he wished to be a priest but sent me Valentines
He so gently, not accidently, held my hand, this coy altar boy
Priests cannot marry and I was quite wary when my books he would carry
My face flushed as I blushed, seeing no future beside my altar boy
He’d have no mate yet wanted to date as he knew of my attraction
He would take vows that would not allow me to arouse this altar boy
Without attack I still look back and wonder what might have developed
If Devon's first-ever romance endeavor wasn't an altar boy